I didn’t know how long I sat there, hugging Knox’s pillow and trying not to drive myself crazy with uncertainty. The shadows in his room grew longer, and the light from the sun dimmed. Eventually, once I was stiff from sittingin the same position for too long, I considered getting up. But before I could talk myself into it, the bedroom door opened.
I flew to my feet, ready to defend my reasons for being in there to Daxton or any of the guards he might have sent to check on me. But to my shock, it was Dr. Hatchet who slipped inside. As soon as he caught sight of me, he stilled,and the shirts he carried fell to the floor.
“I’m sorry, I—” Amanda would have never apologized, but I shook the thought from my mind and hurried to help him pick up the laundry. I had barely dared to think about hi
